Today is a rare holiday, and the recruits will have patrol duties starting tomorrow. But because they haven't graduated yet, they will only be arranged in the Chambord Islands, and there will be a governor to take them.

Wen Qing decided to go to the Chambord Islands for a walk, which can be regarded as knowing the route in advance. She wore the pale yellow skirt she received for her birthday, a white Kansai shirt on top, and small brown matte leather shoes on her feet. Her hair was growing fast, and she was about to grow at the waist, and the end was a little untidy. Take the upper half of the hair and make a ball head, tie it with a goose hair band, and the feathers will float as soon as the head moves.

When I went out, I met a few people I knew, and they all praised her for being so good-looking. She usually wears a military uniform, so the first time I saw her classmates in skirts, it was really eye-catching. She is already good-looking, wearing such a body, she is very young and energetic, with that kind of bookish atmosphere, no matter how you look at it, it is pure. Especially when her silver-gray eyes looked over, people were reluctant to speak loudly to her.

She slung a simple crossbody bag with some Bailey in it and went out. She came out of No. 60 and rented a soap bubble car to ride around the various shops on the side of the road. It's been a long time since she's been here. Everything here was so amazing to her.

She ate and rode all the way, and before she knew it, she was on the 32nd, and she remembered that she should find a barber shop to cut her hair.

It seemed to have been seen on No. 42 before, but she didn't want to go back, so she continued to walk forward.

But the names of these stores are really strange, what are red dreams, night thoughts, I can't understand what they sell, and there are many people in and out, and there are long queues when you see them. Don't go.

After turning around, she finally found the place she was looking for, and in a very marginal place, there was no one.

So she parked the bubble car at the door and walked into this "Fa Xiang".

It's weird, it's full of female barbers, but they're all good-looking. She smiled and said what she wanted, "I want a haircut, just trim the ends of my hair, no need to do styling." After

saying that, I looked at it, and there was a long line of glass embedded in the wall, but it was too high, and I had to stand to see my face, and I couldn't see it when I sat down.

"Are the barbershop mirrors that high?" She tiptoed.

Several female barbers looked at each other, and one of them said, "I have scissors, I'll go get them." And he went upstairs.

The others were a little overwhelmed, and a red-haired woman moved a stool to Wen Qing's side, "You can sit down, you can stand up and watch after you cut it."

Wen Qing sat down, the stool was quite high, her legs didn't reach the ground, and she was having fun shaking and shaking.

She arched her nose and sniffed a few times, "Sister, you are so fragrant, like... Rose! The

red-haired woman was stunned for a moment and smiled, "Thank you." The

green-haired woman who had gone to get the scissors came down, and one of them grabbed her and asked softly, "Will you?"

She nodded, "I'll cut it myself."

She walked behind Wen Qing, let go of her balls, combed her hair, and then pinched the end of her hair and cut it seriously.

A few people next to me said from time to time that it was a little crooked? It's a bit long.

The green-haired woman did not answer, but after cutting it, she combed her hair again, combing off the broken hair. He said to a blonde-haired woman next to him, "You can tie her hair." The

blonde woman picked out the top half of her hair, divided it into two parts, braided two braids, and put them together into balls. I also tied a nice bow when I tied the headband.

Wen Qing stood up and looked in the mirror, she liked it very much, and leaned forward to take a closer look, "It's so beautiful, it's much more exquisite than my own piercing!"

Several women laughed, "If you like it."

Wen Qing took out a few Baileys from her bag and gave them to them.

They stared blankly at the money in their hands.

Wen Qing felt a little strange, "What's wrong, isn't it enough?"

They waved their hands again and again, "No, no, no!"

Wen Qing tilted his head and smiled, waving goodbye, "Then I'll go!" "

Hmm." They waved their hands lightly, too.

Wen Qing jumped to the door, thinking about going back to show Grandma Crane her beautiful pill head. One who didn't pay attention and almost bumped into the person who was about to come in at the door, she quickly got out of the way and stood by the door.

The man frowned and patted his shoulder, and after coming in, he looked Wen Qing up and down, which made her a little baffled.

"You still have such a small amount of goods here."

The red-haired woman walked over and grabbed the man's arm, "She's not from our place. At the same time, he motioned with his eyes to her to hurry up.

Wen Qing opened her mouth to say something, and a man's hand grabbed her, it was Mocha Fryde.

He pulled her and ran, Wen Qing was even more inexplicable, "Mocha Fryde? What are you pulling me to run? The

red-haired woman quietly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she had been taken away by someone she knew.

Mocha Fryde led her for a long distance before stopping, she grabbed Wen Qing's shoulder and shook her, "What are you doing there?"

Wen Qing replied, "Why do you go to the barber shop and don't cut your hair?"

He almost laughed angrily, "Barbershop?

Wen Qing twisted his arm, broke away, and glanced at him, "Ah."

He said to her, "Have you ever seen a barbershop decorated like that?"

Wen Qing nodded his chin and thought for a moment, "It seems that the decoration is a bit strange, but its store name is 'Fa Xiang'."

Mocha Fryde wiped his face, "That's the custom shop."

Wen Qing was silent for a while, and finally knew why they were acting strangely. She sat in a flowerbed next to her, her hands on her knees, her head bowed.

Richard Fryde also sat down.

She asked, "Are there many of them?"

He said, "Just that street was all over the place."

She added a moment later, "Did they do it of their own free will?"

He looked up at the bubbles in the sky, "Very little."

"Why?"

She was asking why there were so many people who didn't volunteer.

Mocha Fryde turned his head to look at her, "Some of the families are too poor, some are sold, some are robbed.

Wen Qing turned his head to look at him, "Right in front of the government?"

He looked at the numbered plate in front of him and nodded.

"Aren't they looking for help from the Navy?"

She's a little too naïve, if it would be useful to ask for help from the navy, there wouldn't be so many people, wouldn't she? So Mocha Fryde did not answer her.

Wen Qing knew the answer, and she turned around and sat down, leaning her back on Richard Fryde's arm. She didn't speak again, just looked at the men and women who were coming and going from the numbered plates.

After a long time, she said, "I'll help them."

"How can I help?"

"Let them do other jobs."

"The boss behind it won't agree."

"When people die, the store is gone."

"There will be new people moving in."

"Then save it, you can't do nothing, can you?" She slammed the back of her head on his shoulder.

......

"Okay, I'll stand for you."

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